Your brother, having no doubt the same generous disposition as yours----" "A far finer disposition than mine, Mr.Finch," interposed Oscar.
"Possessed, like you, of the gifts of fortune," proceeded the rector, with mounting enthusiasm.
"Once possessed of them," said Oscar.

"Far from being overburdened with the gifts of fortune, now!" "What!!!" cried Mr.Finch, with a start of consternation.
"Nugent has run through his fortune," proceeded Oscar, quite composedly.
"I lent him the money to go to America.

My brother is a genius, Mr.
Finch.

When did you ever hear of a genius who could keep within limits?
Nugent is not content to live in my humble way.

He has the tastes of a prince--money is nothing to him.